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Exclamations and some laughter were the
order of the nest few minutes. Some of the
teachers looked "wonderful" and others "you
wouldn't know at all." But the book as a whole
was eminently satisfactory, with its individual
recognitions and personal history as well as the
account of the year's progress and activities.
Betty would add hers to the other two reposing
at home. One more would complete her high
school record.

While they still looked at the book, Lucia Co-
letti opened the central auditorium door and
looked in searchingly. "Oh, here you are,
Betty. Peggy said that she thought you hadn't
left the building yet. I've something important
to tell you, Betty. Can you come out to dinner
with me? I can telephone home for you if you
will. I can get the telephone in the office now.
They said I could."

Lucia's voice was trembling with suppressed
excitement, but the girls, still engaged in the
pages Betty was turning, did not notice. Selma
was talking to Mary Emma and some of the
art work by the students themselves was being
commented upon.

Betty handed the book to Selma. "You can
finish looking at it, girls, and I'll be in the hall
as soon as I go to my locker a minute. All right,

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